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On Planet Nincompoopia
Daffy felt a tap on his
shoulder. "What, Porky?" he asked, watching the robot trip over a rock
in the distance. He felt another tap. "What?" he said again.
Porky still didn't answer,
because Porky wasn't tapping his shoulder--a big vine was. Porky was
hanging upside down, wrapped in a vine. The vine covered Porky's mouth
and looked like it was squeezing him like a grape.
Suddenly the vine wrapped
itself around Daffy. "Not so tight, Mac," he complained. "I'm not a tube
of toothpaste."
The vine didn't stop
squeezing.
Daffy struggled, but he
couldn't get away. "Listen, Plant," he muttered. "You're making a big
mistake squeezing me. Come with me to Hollywood. I'll introduce you to
all the movie stars."
The plant stopped squeezing.
It snaked out a long vine and twisted it to form a word. The vine
spelled out . . .
B U G S B U N N Y
Daffy stared at the vine.
His beak started to twitch. His feet started to shake. "I'm not going to
get angry," he whispered. "I'm not going to get angry."
Meanwhile, the plant spelled
out . . .
EVERYBODY LOVES B U G S
B U N N Y
Steam exploded out of
Daffy's ears, and he burst out of the vine. "I AM NOT GOING TO GET
ANGRY!" Daffy yelled. The startled plant dropped Porky to the
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